The Photon Hundred Percent
17.The Syzygium Gank's
April 8, 2017, 03:20 PM
Statistica courses on Saturday afternoons are anomalies, responsibilities and kagok, like red dots that tarnish your beautiful dating agenda on weekends, when they have been carefully prepared in advance, this matter is indeed out of the ordinary, a little illegal because the schedule is shifted from the day it should be, because Thursday the Lecturer was not bad.
Fortunately Bernardina was not alone through this chaotic Saturday, at least she was accompanied by four partners, Gillian, Amber, Sofie and Hera. Five friends of the Lilly Pilly Gang are individualistic.
There is nothing special behind their relationship, they never care more than friends unless there is a desire, a small community full of betrayal, happy to open the disgrace of friends in the back, but unique because they never fought each other, even though they already know each other's rot.
They have never proclaimed their group by that ridiculous name, but the majority of the population who subscribe to them, it is adapted to the unprofitable habits of those who like to linger in the canteen, precisely at a corner table adjacent to the Lilly pilly Bell Bamboo Tree (Syzygium smithii) which is barren because it never bears fruit.
Saturday discussing academic theories with this group is anecdotal. For Gillian to discuss the cross between Dashcund and Pudel is more adorable, or for Amber Wang this langsat yellow girl of Tibetan blood, telling her affair with Stephen her brother's fiance is much more challenging.
Sofie is quite sad, he is dizzy with his finances, after his credit card is frozen his father, the end of him is always kebablasan anyway, hedon lifestyle that has an impact on his father's monthly bill that always swells.
While Hera the cherry-picked, and perhaps the most hated of the community, this active student as a member of Multi Level Marketing, her speech was never grounded, always about lofty dreams, good indeed, but if the edges are only for prospecting, well that's what makes it right, but salute because he never gave up provoking his friends to join, even though it was always rejected.
Lastly, Bernardina is the Brand Ambassador of this group, perhaps because it is the most beautiful and beautiful compared to the others, in the oligarchy of their association, Bernardina is the real daughter of the kedaton, while the other four friends were just ladies-in-waiting girls, it was natural that his nature was a bit conceited, impressed with his authority, but he was a good listener, a great consultant.
A bit of a bad trait about her is her inconsistency, or perhaps her antipathy way of looking at it, for example she is very fond of freedom of expression but at times she turns into a normative puritan girl, such is a bit of incomplete data about the profile of these gang members.
After disbanding the statistics lecture, they were engrossed in sniffling on a long bench in the basement of the Faculty of Economics building, an emergency hangout actually, they fled there because the canteen closed on Saturday, as usual, their chatter will be everywhere, including gossiping about where the cool suit Bernardina wears.
Their chirping came to a halt when Amber pointed with her snout at a man who, from afar, was seen walking closer to them.
"Cowok you noh!" said.
Dina turned her head, she found David's older brother Don Juan, walking cheerfully towards their rumpi team, not forgetting while whistling.
"Ngapain huh? Any Saturday to campus?" mummified Dina.
"Where do I know, get the girl." replied Amber.
"Run the way Bernard!" chirps Gillian.
"Tau ah, what a malesin!"
"Well, you guys are coming?" sela Sofie's.
"No, where there are people marahan installment so," said Dina commenting on the nature of David whistling by clicking fingers rhythmically, like teasing Murai Batu.
A moment later David had arrived at the crowd of urban girls, there was no rebuke because he did not care about the others, except only Dina. The man smiled just for the girl.
Dina tried to be calm and orderly, her face was made as relaxed as possible, although in her heart, she was eager to release the uppercut onto the man's face.
"Yes! You're still angry, aren't you?"
"No, why angry?"
"Last night at the movies ...." David did not continue his sentence, he instead looked one by one the faces of the four friends Dina, look at their eyes that looked disgusted, very resistant, it was clear that David did not want his presence, David did not want, many factors actually why David's interaction with these four people is not good, but it is not an important thing to tell.
"But how was my number blocked?" keep David.
"Where it is blocked, don't make it up to you! Oh, or are you deliberately trying to ridicule me in front of my friends?"
"Ee-not really, that's not what it means, I'm sorry about that." David took a moment's look, then reviewed his climatic crest, saying, "there's still no show now?"
Dina shakes.
"To my house yuk, we barbeque-an, mumpung my parents again out of town" he said.
Dina was silent for a moment pondering, then she smiled. "okay!" the answer is simple without any consideration.
While the other friends remained silent not to interfere, none of them protested.
"Ings! I'll borrow your friends!" david said as he pulled Dina's hand out of the crowd, the four of them coldly did not respond.
"Girls! Sorry, I went first, love you all!" Dina pamit, while David led him further, then the four remaining friends were willing to respond, simply waving their hands compactly, before they even disbanded leaving the campus.
***
On the velvet sofa, Miss Ophel squirms for a moment, her head turned high when she heard police car sirens curling, just in front of her house, before Nic again buried her head in her field chest.
After Nic pounded him in the several rounds of energy-draining camasutera earlier, his body was exhausted, he limply face down Nic who was draining under him, he slumped, their skin stuck to it unobstructed on a tight velvet sofa, warming each other behind a blanket covering the nakedness of their adult bodies, was the best decision this cold morning.
"Sleeping hunting! From last night you haven't slept." Nic stroked the woman's plain back gently.
"But Nic! That cop!"
"Leave it, they're doing their job scavenging the bodies in front, I guarantee they won't bother us."
"Somehow, sometimes I can't figure out why it feels like it's all endless." Briana.
"You've been huddling your chemical glasses for too long in the lab, it's only natural that you don't know much about this matter."
"Yes, then, try to explain don't get convoluted."
"Well, while cheering you on, I'll tell you a story so you can sleep, I'll tell you a little bit about the dark secrets of this world."
"Hmmm!" Briana muttering.
"This peaceful-looking world, is actually just the surface of an iceberg full of falsehoods, while beneath the surface there is an unseen great power controlling everything, this power we call the Eye Of Darkness, the, the eyes of darkness rule over everything.
"This systematic power has been penetrated into almost all human life on this earth, politics, economics, medical findings, advanced technology, internet networks, mass media, even the entertainment world, whatever the aspect there must always be their interference there, with such power they can easily manipulate news, information, and history whatever they want, he said, they can even bankrupt one country overnight.
"Eye Of Darkness is like a giant government octopus that controls the world from the depths, they are covered in mystery, moving without sniffing, but without us knowing it we have often interacted with them, they could be a President, a Prime Minister, a Religious Leader, an Artist or people who have influence in society.
"Their numbers are many, difficult to count, but arguably they are just chess pieces that are moved at will by the Eye Of Darkness, he said, or like fragile branches that actually have no strength, dealing with them is indeed just a waste of energy, because if there is one branch that is broken it will appear new twigs that replace, because if there is a new branch that replaces it, that's what you just called 'Endless'.
"Because the true core of the Eye Of Darkness itself is really deep hidden in the dark sea, this is our greatest difficulty so far. Albert knows he can't face them alone, which is why he needs our help.
"I thought, could it be that Albert was actually a small part of their secret project?" Sela Briana's.
"It could be, because maybe Foton's research is research that is deliberately creating superhuman combat troops that have been neutralized by his mind, so that later they can control at will."
"Truly cruel!"
"Rather precisely justify all means, perhaps."
"I understand a little now!"
"Well, as one of the groups who are directly against all their dark activities, it is only natural that we finally have many enemies, that it is not impossible that the whole world is actually hostile to us, and among the seven of us, you are the most vulnerable of Ophel and the one who has always been their target.
"While Albert was, yes you know too much of his business, in addition to taking care of his father's company who was in financial trouble, he also had to cover up his father's ulcers involved in a lot of scandals, he also had to cover up his father's ulcers involved in a lot of scandals, which is still related to the Alessander family, anyway not a little burden that he bears, honestly I really want to help reduce the burden.
"And that's why you're here, isn't it?" knot Briana smiled.
Nic smiled back, an inviting smile, forcing the woman to shift her body slightly upward, so that their faces aligned, and the smile disappeared because their lips were obliterating each other.
The atmosphere was completely silent, only a soft sound was heard****** their lips, wet full of fermented saliva Wine.
"Well, it looks like I came at an inopportune time!" A very presumptuous voice interfered with their intimacy.
Suddenly, the two men were forced to let go of their mouth locks and both turned to the source of the sound, there by the large window that was covered in curtains, the mysterious tall man had been standing there, with his trademark always wearing a neat suit, a Big Boss. The Flying Penguin, the number one of Calamity Seven, The Leader.
"Sorry to interrupt for a moment!" he said, then he pulled a little curtain until the sunlight slipped into the light, he peeked down to observe the forensic police who stretchered the bodies in the house opposite.
"This place, it's really not safe" he concluded, without looking at the pair of creatures that were still lying on the sofa, while those there could only look nervously, full of reverence.
"Well, Ophel! Looks like you need to find a new place to live, but we'll think about it later. Right now, it would be nice if you two take a vacation, you work too hard in this month, I recommend a warm tropical island," he said.
Then grabbing something behind his suit, a package of travel requirements documents for the two men, he put it on a flower stand by the window.
"And you're Nic, I'm warning you not to exhaust him too much" he continued, before he closed the curtain again, and his body disappeared from sight, in the darkened atmosphere of the room.
The two of them who had been abandoned by their leader, now only looked at each other full of question marks, then smiled at each other amusedly, before returning to continue their relationship that had stopped.
***
